Our first full day at the camp this year

We arrived at the camp in the late afternoon and the temperature had dropped from 90 in NJ to 56 here in the woods.  It started to rain as we drove through the long private road to the camp.  It is five miles from the main road straight into the woods.  The road is very curvy and you might see a car or truck or two but not many.  We crossed railroad tracks that had been washed out last year and now were back in order.  A deer ran across our path just far enough ahead to avoid hitting it.  A big black bird flew by the car and the wind whistled through the trees.  The rain was coming down and the leaves were all turned inside out on the trees that grew near the road and some even branched over the road.  We parked at the parking lot across the tracks from the path to the water.  We got a four wheel wheel barrow and loaded up our bags, in the rain, and proceeded down the path.  You can't see the lake from the parking lot so it took a few minutes walking down the rocky path to the lake.  Our friend was just coming across the lake with his pontoon boat so we could all get over in one sweep.  We used to use a boat that was .5 horsepower and had to make many round trips.  The few camps dotted on the waters edge looked just like I remembered them from 25 years ago.